All Hell Breaks Loose

Hellooooo! Yes it is I. So this is my second fanfic. Um….Enjoy! and tell me what you think…please? *cute sad eyes*

OH and I do not own Charmed or any of the characters, well If I did own the characters wouldn't that be weird? No?

Chris Halliwell is fit don't you think, but not as fit as MATT CARDLE!

Oh and you probably don't read the bits in bold, but please do. ESPECIALLY THE NOTE AT THE END PLEASE!

Chapter 1 – A Fresh Start

It's been a year since we vanquished my husband. I've just started to pick up the pieces of my life. Piper and Paige have been almost unbearable to live with ever since then. They were always there, breathing down my neck, always worrying about me. I know they're only looking out for me, but it's making it even more difficult than it already is to move on. I've had a year to heal, but the wound won't seal up. But the story hasn't ended yet. It's just started.

My name is Phoebe Halliwell and this is where my story starts, here in the Halliwell Manor in San Francisco.

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"I got the job? I GOT THE JOB!" I squealed, jumping up and down in glee. For the first time in ages, I actually felt happy.

"You got the job!" Piper and Paige enveloped me in a hug, making me find it difficult to breathe.

"Okay, thanks, bye." I said, putting the phone down on the table and wrapping my arms around Piper and Paige. We finally let go after a few long seconds.

"When do you start?" Paige asked.

"Monday." That was in just two days. Meaning I only had two days to prepare for whatever was coming.

"Honey, whose gonna look after baby Jack?" Piper asked, while we walked into the kitchen.

I hadn't thought about that. I couldn't bring him to work. I couldn't get a babysitter. There were just to many demons wanting to get their hands on my baby, and I don't think a baby with demonic powers would amaze the babysitter.

"Well, I was wondering if you could take him." I replied, giving her a big grin.

"Sorry, Pheebs. You know I would if I could, but I got that thing at P3 and its really important, and I don't really need a demonic baby throwing energy balls around the place. Why doesn't Paige just take him?"

I glanced at Paige to see she was looking at me. The baby hated Paige but he hadn't been throwing as many fire balls at her. I guess she could handle it.

"Maybe he doesn't hate you anymore." I shrugged, picking Jack up from his cradle.

"Yeah and maybe the Easter Bunny is real!" Paige scoffed, dodging another fireball.

"The Easter Bunny isn't real?" Piper asked in a shocked tone. We all glared at her for several seconds.

"What? I'm just saying…I mean sure witches and demons and even leprechauns are real, so why can't the Easter Bunny be real?"

A sudden outbreak of fire flew across the ceiling and landed on the coffee table.

"Bad Baby!" I scolded. "Here try holding him."

"What? No way!"

Another blast of fire shot across the room, merely missing Paige by inches.

"I value my life, Phoebe. I'm too young to die!"

I rocked Jack in my arms, as he cried. Probably because he failed to incinerate Paige.

"Shh, don't cry. Did evil Paige hurt you?"

"Oh sure, take his side why don't you! He's the one trying to murder me!" Paige whined from behind the door.

"Murder is such a strong word, sis, how about…-"

"Murder?" She suggested.

"Fine, I'll find someone else."

Monday

"Oh, Leo?" I called out. It was my first day of a new job. Teaching. I could do that. I think.

"So who is this mystery babysitter?" Piper asked.

"Oh, you'll see." I replied, struggling to hold Jack and all the things I needed for my first day. Where was Leo? Shouldn't he be here by now?

"LEO!"

"What? What do you want, Phoebe? I was in the middle of a meeting!" He said, as he finally orbed in the room. I had planned all this out perfectly last night. Which explained why I was hovering near the front door. All part of my master plan.

"Me got new job. Take baby. Thank you!" I said, as I handed him the baby and ran out the door as fast as I could.

"Damn it! Phoebe? Phoebe, wait!" That was the last thing I heard when I pulled out of the driveway and speeded down the road.

I wandered down the hallway until I found the headmaster's office. I knocked on the door twice, before the headmaster called me in.

"Hello, you must be the new recruit. Mrs Halliwell…right?" The Headmaster asked.

"Right."

"Take a seat, and I'll just run through a few things with you." He said, as I sat down on the empty seat. The headmaster's desk was covered in files and important paperwork. There was a plaque on his desk reading D. Cartwright. As for the man himself, he looked like he was in his 40's. He was dark haired and he wore a grey suit.

"Right so here's your timetable and a map if you need it and if you have any trouble at all, don't hesitate to ask me or any of the other staff. Good luck!"

I took the timetable and map and headed to where I was supposed to go next. The English room was a little dull and dingy looking. I bet if I asked Paige she'd be more than happy to fix it up if I could convince Mr. Cartwright.

My next class gradually came in and sat down in their seats, not taking much notice to their surroundings. Wow, these kids looked like the living dead.

"You can do this Phoebe," I whispered to myself before turning to face my class.

"Erm…Hi. I'm your new English teacher. My name is Ph-. I mean Mrs. Halliwell."

"You're married, huh?" Some guy sitting close to the back said. He was slouching on his chair and had that cocky look on his face.

Oh great! Out of all the questions in the world, he had to pick that one. I wasn't even sure if I even counted as married. I mean my husband is dead.

"Yes. I am. What's it to you?" I replied. I could tell this day was going to be a very long day.

SO WHAT DO YOU THINK? EH? EH?

Oh and if you watch X Factor then PLEASE vote for Matt Cardle. Or I will fall into deep depression and may go on strike. If you don't watch X Factor then PLEAAASE vote for Matt still. MATT CARDLE!